Panderia Adventures

Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author.


November 28th

Dear Journal,

I will have to admit that it was nice getting back with the troops and back to the daily grind that happens to be something you get used too.  I did love being home with the family but I could also feel the mantle being lifted from shoulders once I stepped through the portal to Orgrimmar and then on to Panderia. 

I dearly love my wife and children, however, sometimes it is best that I be away from them and out on my own.  I can compartmentalize my feelings, worries and concerns with what they are doing and get back to something that I have some semblance of control over.  My troops know what to expect from me and they damned well understand what I want from them, no middle ground given.

The first thing I had to do when I got back to Panderia was promptly take some disciplinary action with some of the younger Rangers.  No, you do not have the time to go sit in an Inn all night and then report back to duty somewhat less than sober.  I’m sure that they are going to give that some thought when they are out there picking up fertilizer left behind by the Horde troops as they make their way through the countryside.

 I know that I have never worked this closely with Orcs, however, I don’t think that it is going to rank up there with one of the more pleasant things I’ve had to deal with.  Do they ever use a latrine or take a shower?   I’m not real sure that they even know what that is anymore.  Why does Silvermoon’s finest have to go behind these barbarians and “clean-up” is beyond my perception, do they not understand that you leave the land the way that you found it so  that your troop movements are not so damned easily tracked?

We’ve finally started roaming a little further afield since I got back from Dalaran.  A group of us, six in all,  actually found our way to a farming community that seems to be flourishing and is a neutral zone, it appears.

 Yes, I did see Kal out there stripped down to just his pants working a field like any peasant – I am assuming that it is the little farm that he was talking about.  We saw each other and I’ll admit that I was pleased to see him, however, there was some Kaldorei girl out there working in the field with him.  I’ll have to talk to him and find out what in the heck is going on.  I thought he was still sweet on that little girl in Stormwind – supposedly they were going to get together a bit before he came back up here.  Who knows what is going on at this point.  I just found it odd that this other woman was there with him. 

I know some of the people I was with were rather astonished when Kal waved and started walking towards us.  I took the lead and walked towards him and we talked briefly – I could hear the men behind me making some comments – they had no clue that this Kaldorei was my son.  They don’t need to know that information anyway.  Kal said that he had seen Josie in Dalaran before he left and that he would be home for Winter Veil.  I’m sure we’ll have more time to talk since I fully intend on taking advantage of doing some farm work here too – it’s got to be better than the rations the Horde has been having us to live on in addition to any game that we killed.

I will admit that the food here is some of the best that I have ever tasted in my life.  There has to be something in this land that makes everything seem so “good” and the vegetables seem to grow to enormous sizes.  I know that one of these turnips could feed four men very easily.   I might just make it mandatory that each of my troops starts doing some gardening and supplementing our rations  – might make for some interesting times and possibly some fence mending between the factions.

I am looking forward to the day when Amyn can join me up here.  I know that we will find a peaceful place where we can stay.  Yes, I do miss her and I would like for us to be together.

I am still very uncomfortable with the way that things appear to be heading in Dalaran.  There is something just not right there and I don’t know if it all has to do with the Theramore debacle or if there is something else going on.  I just have a feeling that the Horde may not be as welcome in the city as they once were since it seems that most of the citizenry are definitely Alliance.  I would say there are at least five Alliance to one Horde at this point.  Not too many of the Horde owned businesses that are open to the general public seem to be doing all that well at the moment.  That’s just a personal observation on my part and I may be wrong.  I’ll have Faendra keep an eye out and do some checking around.

I will have to agree with Kal though.  The fishing and the hunting up here is like it used to be in the old days before we started overcrowding ourselves in Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms.    Yes, I do slip off to myself and do some of the things that I like to do on my own. 

I guess that Dawnglory will be rejoining the troop by the end of the week.    He will get a kick out this Halfhil area because there is brew master here that makes some of the best beer that I have ever had in my life and I’ve tasted some pretty good dwarven fare in my time.  I also hope that he hasn’t gotten stupid and taken my baby sister to bed or something like that – the man is such whoredog sometimes that it truly worries me.  

As my lovely wife told me – “Fnor, there is nothing that you can to stop normal events happening and your sister is a grown woman, even by Sindorei standards.  If she chooses to bed Dawnglory, it’s her business and not yours.”  It’s just kind of hard to face the fact that Faendra is all grown-up and should be able to make her own choices.   Dawnglory is my friend and business partner – this could be a very sticky situation.

I am getting some strange looks from the men here and I guess that means that they are wondering about their Commander sitting in his tent and writing in a journal.   Who knows, some of them may have figured out the relationship between Kal and I.

Fnor Morningstar

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